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I moved my arms through the water, feeling them float on the surface, watching the waves and wake that followed my gesture. Here was magic, I thought. Here was something holy.

Anita Diament

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Anita Diament
Age: 87
Born: 1937
Born: June 24
Author
Novelist
Short Story Writer
University Teacher
Writer
Feeling
Wake
Water
Wave
Float
Feelings
Surface
Gesture
Thought
Watching
Floats
Something
Moved
Gestures
Magic
Waves
Arms
Holy
Followed

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